Lu Mianmian's body fell backward, and Wen Mulan reached out in time to catch her, but due to inertia, Lu Mianmian crashed against his chest.
Thud!
Both of them fell to the ground.
Wen Mulan hit the ground on his back, while Lu Mianmian ended up falling on top of Wen Mulan.
"Are you okay?" Wen Mulan inquired anxiously.
Lu Mianmian looked at the man beneath her, his complexion pale, sweat beads continuously rolling down his forehead.
"Oh no, your wound..." Lu Mianmian gasped and quickly moved away from Wen Mulan, looking at him nervously. Her pressure just now must have hurt his wound.
"It's nothing, I'm fine," Wen Mulan managed to say.
How could he possibly be fine looking like this!
"Let me see your wound, it might have opened up." Lu Mianmian said. As she was about to unbutton Wen Mulan's shirt to check his wound, she suddenly heard Qin Jingzhi's voice behind her.
"Wen Muqing, have you had enough? Do you really want to go to jail?"
